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.33 delirium - poltergeist lyrics
[intro]
you know the first rule of combat?
shoot them before they shoot you
aaaktive
[chorus]
beam on a stick, a swisher and a stack
walk with a limp ’cause my pockets too fat
please do not disturb, in the backseat in black
they don’t want no problem [?]
i been feeling overworked and f_cking tired all the time
[?] pour, mixing dirty with the sprite
gun smoke like a ghost, looking like a poltergeist
we got straps like a dyk_, you get f_cked on sight
[verse 1]
please do not disturb me, b_tch, are we gonna die?
i just heard your music, b_tch, you ain’t even trying
you ain’t ever do sh_t but cap and still lie
[?] turn into a shooter, smith & wesson, [?]
choppa stay cozy on my body like eskimo
i be [?] smoking backwoods out in mexico
new patek just landed [?], i got more guys in a texaco
i caught him lacking, the .38 be like, “hey, h_llo”
you be [?] i’m busy gettin’ some more
roll up a blunt [?] slow, i’m finna [?]
i bet his block van gogh, knock off his top, h_llo
you better [?] he not okay, oh
[verse 2]
[?] i keep a stick, donatello
he’s gallivanting, [?] paranoid like oth_llo
shoot an opp, [?] move like robert de niro
and i be smoking big gas, big head like a pharaoh
so [?] elbow, [?] kilimanjaro
swallow half of the bottle, i won’t remember tomorrow
i won’t remember the bullsh_t, i won’t remember the sorrow
you haven’t got what i [?] so why the f_ck would i follow?
[chorus]
beam on a stick, a swisher and a stack
walk with a limp ’cause my pockets too fat
please do not disturb, in the backseat in black
they don’t want no problem [?]
i been feeling overworked and f_cking tired all the time
[?] pour, mixing dirty with the sprite
gun smoke like a ghost, looking like a poltergeist
we got straps like a dyk_, you get f_cked on sight
[outro]
beam on a stick, a swisher and a stack
walk with a limp ’cause my pockets too fat
please do not disturb, in the backseat in black
they don’t want no problem [?]
i been feeling overworked and f_cking tired all the time
[?] pour, mixing dirty with the sprite
gun smoke, like a ghost, looking like a poltergeist (y’all hear that?)
we got straps like a dyk_, you get f_cked on sight (yeah i know i ain’t crazy i_ [?])
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